Things on my mind today:
- I am a fucking emotional wreck. A WRECK! Yesterday, I watched Glee and cried like a baby. I mean, most people I know cried during the episode, but I broke down and bawled. You would've thought they were killing my child or something when I watched this show. I like to think it was a hormonal thing, but I don't know. After the show I looked at myself in the mirror and my eyes were puffy and red and I looked like a hot ass mess. Over a TV show. God, being a woman sucks. Seriously - men need to go through something this shitty each month so we can be even.
- You know what else sucks. Exes. Exes suck. TG is back from his trip and I hate it because now he's all here and I have to see his tweets and wonder what he's doing. I hate that I can't seem to just get over this, even though I'm dating a guy I really like. I think I just need to get laid. Penis cures everything. I wish I could get a doctor to write me a prescription for it because I'm always happy after sex, even lackluster sex. I want a manservant who has to pleasure me whenever I desire it. Wahhh. Okay, I'm done being whiny.
- I really want to text The Blexican, but don't know what to say. I want to say something suggestive or sexy or racy, but in general I just kind of want to talk to him. Which upsets me because I hate wanting to talk to people. It exposes my weakness and vulnerability. Hate it.
- As much as I hate my period, I'm so happy it came today! I get so worried when I have questionable sex (meaning sex with someone I barely know or who has some kind of sketchball quality about them). I'm always like - what if something happens and I'm pregnant with this crazy baby. All month I kept picturing mini versions of The Russian. I don't think I'd be allowed to kick a baby in the face - that would be bad right. But, anyways, crisis averted! I am not preggers! Time to return to my regular programming =)
Okay, I'm done bitching and whining. Back to work!